Volume 1, Chapter 26: My Foster Sister Told Me in a Dream

In truth, they were not the only ones feeling panicked. Once they had departed, Zhu Yuyan and Wanwan revealed themselves, staring in shock in the direction the four had left.

Helan was busy with her chores, which spared her from being exposed to the scorching sun, while Qingmei was able to stay home to rest because her marriage was about to be finalized.

The moment Helan heard it, she knew Zhao Hongmei had no sense; had she simply claimed she was going to the county seat to inquire about the situation and said nothing of her son, Mother Wu would not have reacted so strongly and refused outright.

Xiang Nan had not wanted him to come, but Qiao Yi was worried that Xiang Nan might act impulsively and urged Xu Liancai to follow him quickly.

Ma Yuanzheng, having braved the elements throughout his journey, finally arrived at his doorstep in Xishan, Lvliang Dam, after a month and a half.

Knowing exactly what he lacked most, he sent someone to coordinate with Chen Pengchun immediately after their meeting concluded toward noon.

Dressed in holy white, she radiated an invisible yet soul-shaking fury. The "Nine Songs of Heaven" in her hand, acting like a mace, pointed directly at the Old Ghost.

Regarding one's life span, there is another theory: for those who have attained immortal status or for demonkind who leave their homelands and never return, the recording of their life span ceases. Their records are then moved from the clan’s archives to another place.

Zi Mo turned back, having suddenly remembered something. Jingye lowered her head in fright, but when she saw that Zi Mo was not suspicious and had merely returned to find a sheepskin pouch for her lychees, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Mingliang from the Minghai Investment Department walked into Yin Mingzhi’s office, smiling, with a bill in hand.

"I'm fine!" Li Li shook her head. "It's not broken; it must be a hairline fracture." She gasped for air for a while before calming down, though it was clear she was in great pain.

Can caring deeply really keep you from sleeping? Do not deceive yourself! Who could ever know who has cared for whom?

For the past two months, the nation of Meizhege had been calm. Although clashes with the rebel forces occurred, they were only sporadic skirmishes at the border, and the domestic situation remained relatively stable.

"Dandan, make yourself at home, don't be a stranger! By the way, how are your parents doing? Let's find a place for our two families to get together and relax sometime." Qin Shizheng reverted to being a kind father, though his tone grew stern and awe-inspiring whenever the conversation turned to work.

Please do not cry. In war, one cannot trust the fragility of tears. Only by continuing to fight can we honor these fallen heroic souls.

Today was destined to be an extraordinary day, with reports competing to cover the giant wolf that had appeared in the Taihang Mountains!

The students were in an uproar again, all of them racking their brains to figure out what had happened in the old school restroom, discussing it with great fervor.

Lanlan circled the other’s body twice. "How can a pathetic waste like you help me with my work?" Lanlan watched her with great interest.

"That's how alien objects are. You'll get used to it later." Lan Duoduo took the screwdriver, squatted down, and continued with the repairs.

Mo Xi was stunned. "Qin Munian, are you actually saying I’m talking nonsense?" This time, she used his full name, which showed just how incredulous she was.

The Evil Dragon let out continuous, miserable wails, yet it was helpless. No matter how noble its bloodline or how powerful its supernatural abilities, this was not its own body. Merely controlling a part of it was difficult enough, let alone unleashing the true powers of an Evil Dragon—not to mention that it was nothing more than a scattered dragon soul contained within a pool of vital blood.

The scarlet Demon Moon rose higher and higher; even the heavy, gloomy clouds of the Land of the Undead could not prevent that magical red moonlight from shining down.

At this very moment, Liu Yunwei was filled with confidence. The only thing he worried about was how many days it would take to eradicate the Wenxiang Sect.

She envied Tong Leqi’s face. She refused to believe Tong Leqi wasn't wearing makeup; otherwise, how could her skin be so fair and flawless?

The two flew through the air using wind arts. Looking back, they saw that those who had been hunting them were nowhere to be seen, and only then did they land.

Geng Haoshi failed to grab the ball and immediately set up his defensive stance, his eyes locked firmly on Wu Yan and the basketball in his hands.

"Brother, as long as I am here, if they want to touch you, they will have to step over my dead body!" Luo Fei said, his brow furrowed and his voice resounding with conviction.

"Finally, someone with a bit of sense has come along." Bai Yu patted Pao Ge on the shoulder, saying gratefully.

"Why was there a mission to hit people with a ball?" This seemed to have no connection to the "Slam Dunk System" or anything of the sort, a fact that Geng Haoshi, who had been dragged into this "mortal danger" for no reason, could not fathom.

On this side, Tang Shuyi and Mu Chen chose to go for a walk to give Tong Leqi and Xu Moshen some space, while on the other side, Gu Ni and Tong Miao had the same idea and stayed outside as well.

Huangfu Zhan departed, transforming into a stream of light. Riding a flying streak of brilliance derived from his sword soul, he soared away like a colorful cloud.

Ten or so breaths later, in the War Ant City tens of thousands of miles away, a beam of white light descended from the sky, landing in a great hall that had only recently been completed.

Zhou Yan walked the path of the Ruthless Sword, but in truth, he had held onto a thread of sentiment. Others might be ruthless, but he could not be ungrateful. The reason for this was that the stubborn look in Zhou Gucheng’s eyes had moved him deeply.

This claim surprised not only Mung Bean Cake but even Chen Daolin and Ade, who were lying on the ground; they couldn't help but feel curious, pricking up their ears to listen carefully.

"Don't move!" Bella drew her twin blades with a metallic clang, the silver lines flashing across the muddy arm.